People remember GG Allin as a violent, sexist, racist, piss
drinking, hard supping, shit throwing madman who slurred and
screamed his way through so many badly recorded albums and
singles. Yep, he was all of the above but not a racist -- he
hated everyone of any color or creed. A GG concert was like a
trip into a minefield especially if you dared to stay by the
front row. It was as good as guaranteed you'd have a GG fist in
your face or a handful of GG shit lobbed at you.

Welcome to the wild world of Kevin Michael Allin, aka Jesus
Christ Allin, all captured in this short documentary by Todd
Phillips (The Hangover Trilogy, Road Trip, Due
Date), a fan who was caught up in the madness until near
enough the end.

A quote from John Wayne Gacy gives us an intro in which he
describes his friend GG Allin. Todd Phillips then explains how
he got involved in GG's world, then like a demented trip we are
treated to a flash edited collection of clips of shows, cops,
arrests, reports, bare asses, etcetera as a proper introduction.

The first interview is with Unk, a GG fan who found his way into
this world via a review for a video tape stating: ÂWatch GG
stick a bottle in his ass! Watch GG beat up his band members!
Watch GG take a shit and roll in glass!Â Unk was like; ÂYeah,
this guy's cool.Â

Allin's brother Merle agrees with the general belief that he
could turn on you like an animal at any moment. There's a live
show clip showing GG fighting about four people. In fact
throughout the film, every live show glimpse is a mass of
fighting men, women being dragged around, blood all over, shit
on the floor... you get the idea. Merle states that they never
planned to finish a tour because it would usually end quickly
with arrests or a visit to the hospital. GG Allin himself says;
ÂWhat are my plans? Stay one step ahead of the law. Fuck, I
dunno, fuck tomorrow, it's what's happening today.Â

Dino, the Murder Junkie's drummer, likes to get naked like GG.
There's an interview whilst he's out of it, eyes to the ceiling.
ÂI'm peace and love in the midst of violence.Â Dino
believes he's immortal and did time for waving his penis at a
little girl. He explains how the audience love his nakedness,
plus how drumming in clothes irritates his skin. He's
telepathically linked to the Lunachicks by the way.

Let's meet Chicken John, an ex-guitarist from the Murder Junkies
who rips into GG calling him boring, directionless, etcetera. A
talk show clip follows where GG sort of explains why he poops on
stage (On a personal note, I have every one of his talk show
appearances on DVD and they are well worth seeing in their
complete uncut forms), then we have a really funny solo
performance at a New York university. As he shoves a banana up
his ass, the stunned student audience start giggling. GG then
suggests they all get naked, wanting one item of clothing each,
by his feet. The chuckles continue as they get up to leave. When
GG starts throwing chairs at them, they don't laugh anymore,
believe that.

Hated: GG Allin & the Murder Junkies gives insights into GG's
childhood, his home town, his school life, wearing women's
clothes, his reasons to hate accompanied by some cool early
pictures. His old school 'buddies' tell the story of how for
years GG avoided drugs of any kind until Merle slipped something
into him one night, which resulted in GG getting naked and
trying to murder his brother. Later Merle compares GG to their
father.

Unk sees him as a release for people seeing someone having the
balls to do things they wish they could do. GG sees himself as
free, doesn't pay taxes, goes where he wants, and ÂFucksÂ who he
wants. ÂI'm not part of any scene, I do my own thing. My mind
is a machine gun, and my body is the bullets, the audience the
target.Â

What more is there to say? Chicken John carries on dissing the
fans, GG, the band. Merle explains about GG's tattoos. There's
footage of his birthday as a prostitute urinates in his mouth,
only for him to vomit everywhere and slurp it all back in. Gacy
and GG's friendship is touched upon and is quite interesting
when it's discussed, what a killer and GG talk about. Our man
always stated he'd commit suicide on stage various times over
the years. ÂTo take yourself out at your peak, your soul will
be so much stronger in the next life.Â he says. Soon after
the documentary was completed, Todd received the call that GG
Allin had overdosed and died at a party.

After the credits there is footage of his funeral, however it's
the DVD bonus which is the magnum opus. It is approximately one
hour of footage uncut of the last GG Allin and The Murder
Junkies gig, hours before he died. July 28th 1993, at
The Gas Station in NYC. From the setup, sound check, in the tiny
venue, then it all starts in great fun. GG is in high spirits,
smoking a spliff, making jokes, sniffing a girlÂs crotch, then
after he strips off, throws a punch and it's all descent into
chaos. The fights begin, as my Horror Soulmate pointed out, most
of the time the audience members throw the first fists in. ÂLook
Into My Eyes and Hate Me!Â announces GG and that's it. Punch
ups, blood down his head, diving on people, it's totally amazing
to see. Dino, Merle and the band just carry on like it's normal.

The show is halted so far in and it all spills into the street,
bottles flying, GG shouting, ÂChicken John is a coward and a
two faced muthafucking liar!Â The police arrive, GG and his
entourage, followed by the camera man and a shouting crowd, rush
through the NYC streets, until they get into a cab. The driver
isn't too happy with a near nude blood and shit covered fat
bloke getting in so he orders them out and shouts for the
police.

They retreat along more streets. ÂWe'll go buy our drugs,Â
says GG. ÂWe got paid, I hope we did, but I doubt it.Â
After finally getting a cab, there's about ten minutes of fans
chatting. ÂThat was like the greatest show.Â ÂThat was
amazing.Â ÂHe's so amazing.Â In fact some stoner girl
says that frikkinÂ word ÂAmazingÂ about a dozen times!!!!

Extras also include a write up on the director Todd Phillips and
a Theatrical Trailer, but for the Gas Station footage it gets a
big ÂAmazingÂ from that stoner girl. I don't think I've
ever written a review with so many uses of the words 'shit' and
'fight' but this journey is an incredibly one-off experience.
There will probably never be another rock Ân roll man like GG
Allin. He was a creation all on his own.